Why keep it inside
Let it out
Let it cry
I can't Explain
My Love for you
Thats Why im leaving too
Love is the living dead
Every second i dread
That soon I'll be
Lost in this world of misory
So many feelings running around
It brings me down
i wear a frow
And my soul feels old
this world is cold
i wish you could hold me
so close and not let me go
hold me so colse, colse to hear
your heart beat, with every
second of life and death
that we seem to seek
we need love that stays with
warmth and trust
we must
not lie
or i fear we will die....